It’s the day after the wildest party of the year, 98 PXY Summer Jam.  What can be said?  What a great night.  Thousands of you came out to hang with us.  Thank you.
I’m a little tired today after hosting the after party at Tilt, but I was able to dig up some highlights from last night thanks to Erin, who uploaded these right away.

First, Chris Willis performing “Love Is Gone”.

We The Kings melted my face.  What a great group of guys.  I sincerely hope they continue to enjoy success.  They deserve it.

And finally, what would I have done if The Dark Knight didn’t show up to rescue me from my panic attack?

Again, wow.  Thanks so much for coming.  Hope you had fun.  And thanks for listening to 98 PXY!

Tomorrow night is 98 PXY Summer Jam!

Yeah, you’re excited, sure.  I am FREAKING OUT.  I’m scheduled to intro We The Kings, and to be honest, I’m nervous as hell to get up on stage in front of, lierally, THOUSANDS of you.

If only someone could come to save the day.  If only…

*sigh*

Don’t think TV doesn’t influence your kids.  It does.  Want proof?

When I was a kid I LOVED Ren and Stimpy.

That may explain why I’m as screwed up as I am.

It’s Monday.  I’m both psychically and mentally exhausted.  I’ve been training for the Rochester Marathon and I ran 20 miles yesterday.  Two-freaking-Oh.

So, rather than come up with a clever or relatable blog, I thought I would share with you, in my honest opinion, the greatest video ever.

Enjoy.

After much consideration, I have decided that THIS is the look I’ll be sporting tonight for Fashion Friday at Tribecca…

Cock-a-doodle-DOUCHE!!!!

See you tonight.

What’s the appeal of popping a zit on your man’s back?

As a guy, I might get excited over a free buffet of chicken wings and beer.  But, as a woman, you get excited over a whitehead on your man’s shoulder.  Help me understand.

If you have ever to offered to do this for your guy you have no doubt uttered the words, “Let me get this one, it is so ready.”

Really?

If it’s so ready why are you drilling at it for fifteen minutes to the point where my shoes are filled with blood?

Then, (this is the best) if your man offers to pop one on you, the response is always the same.

“It’s not good to pop zits.”

Indeed.

Because mine was a little ridiculous…

Maybe it’s me, but whenever I’m running around with my daughter, and it’s just the two of us, women look at me differently.

I get a vibe.

It’s kind of like when you see an expensive sports car…you can’t help but notice it or turn your head.

I might get a smile or a “hi” when she’s with me, whereas if I’m alone I may as well be invisible.

So admit it ladies.  You find men with kids attractive.

Alicia Sacramone is a U.S. gymnast.  And after seeing this, she is clearly badass.

Remind me not to yell, “STICK YOUR LANDING!” at my TV anymore.

When I was a bachelor, I will be the first to admit that I didn’t ever set a high standard of cleanliness.  That might actually be an understatement.   More accurately, I’m pretty sure there was a period of time where the cure for cancer was growing in my shower.

Whatever.  You call it soap scum.  I call it grip tape.

Sandy is a neat freak.  Our house is well kept.  She’s awesome.  So I was kind of confused this morning as I stepped into the shower.

MY GOD, WHAT IS THAT SMELL!!!

Sandy was the last to use the shower.  I can verify that she doesn’t smell like the death stench I encountered this morning.  So, what is it?

Did we skin a skunk and try to jam it down the shower drain?

Did I come home drunk after a garbage plate consumption and mistake the shower for the toilet?

Did Sandy buy a new brand of body scrub which promises to leave you smelling of road kill?

I was so taken aback, it really has me off my game today.  I’m freaking emotional over it.